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North Country

Rating: 3.1

North Country, filled with gesturing wood,
With trees that fence, like archers' volleys,
The flanks of hidden valleys
Where nothing's left to hide

But verticals and perpendiculars,
Like rain gone wooden, fixed in falling,
Or fingers blindly feeling
For what nobody cares;

Or trunks of pewter, bangled by greedy death,
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Terry Craddock 08 November 2014

Loved especially the first two stanzas, but For what nobody cares; does not seem a good juxtaposition for the wonderful lines culminating on Or fingers blindly feeling. Any suggestions on alternatives?

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